July 23, 2016

Parking Ticket(s)

The other day, I went into the District and visited a shirt
shop on Connecticut Avenue.

When I came out, there was a Meter Person writing out a parking
ticket.

I went up to him and I said, “Come on, man, how about giving
a senior citizen an even break?” He ignored me and continued writing the
ticket. I called him an “a**hole.” He glared at me and started writing another
ticket for having worn-out tires.

So I called him a “sh*t head.” He finished the second ticket
and put it on the windshield with the first. Then he started writing more
tickets. This went on for about 20 minutes. The more I abused him, the more
tickets he wrote.